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FRENCH'S MINOR DRAMA. 

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THE CABLE CAR 



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BY 



CLARA HARRIET SHERWOOD, 



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^ No. CCCXXXIX. 

FRENCH'S MINOR DRAMA, 

^^ THE ACTING EDITION. 



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THE CABLE CAR 

AN HOWELLIAN BURLESQUE 

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BY 

CLARA. HARRIET SHERWOOD. 



Copyright, 1891, by T, H. French. 

New York: London ^ 

T. H. FRENCH, SAMUEL FRENCH, 

Successor to Samuel French &. Son, 

PUBLISHER, PUBLISHER, 

28 WEST 23d STREET. 8 9, STRAND. 



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4 THE CABLE CAR. 

sure a young girl must have attention, and he has been very devoted 
— but let Kitty marry a Winthrop ? Never ! 

Mrs. F. He seems to be a very nice young fellow. 

Mips H. {Scornfully.) O, nice enough perhaps — but like father, 
like son, I say. The Winthrops were always a faithless, deceitful, 
hard hearted set, and none of my family shall have anything to do 
with them. {Drops her umbrella. The Jew picks it up and gives it to 
her.) 

[Enter Conductor. Both ^vomen fumble at their purses.^ 

Mrs. F. {Finding a dime.) Now, Matilda, you shan't pay for me. 
I intend to pay for myself. 

(Conductor gives her back Jive cents. Miss Harris gives him a 
quarter, which, after some difficulty, he is able to change. Gong sounds.) 

Miss H. {In a high voice.) How noisy these cars are. 

Mrs. F. Yes, aren't they ? But speaking of getting a seat — why 
the other evening I came up from down town rather late, and the 
car was filled with workmen. Common working men, most of them, 
and I had to stand nearly the entire way. 

Miss H. Shocking ! 

Mrs. F. Yes, and Kitty said she supposed they were tired. 
Tired ! Imagine it ! Those great strong men — when I had been 
shopping all afternoon. 

Miss H. ( With a sigh.) O ! I suppose the day will come when 
women will get up to give men their seats. 

Mr. Hobson, of Indiana. ( Who has been fidgeting about and look- 
ing out of the window — rising to his feet.) What street's this yhere, 
conductor ? 

Conductor. 30th Street. 

(Mr. Hobson takes out his large silver watch, ties his umbrella and car- 
petsack together ^ and once more gives undivided attention to the scene 
around him.^ 

[Gong sounds.'] 

Mrs. F. How chilly it is this morning. These cars are so 
draughty. 

Mi;=s H. {Spitefully.) Yes — no doubt Mrs. Anderson is very com- 
fortable in her sealskin this morning. 

Mrs. F. You don't mean to tell me that she wears a sealskin 
already. 

Miss H. As it is a new one, most certainly. She wore it to the 
Children's Hospital yesterday, though it was quite warm. She said 
she only ran in for a moment to see how the little dears were getting 
on. But Mrs. Van Wortemburg came in, with her airs, and she 
stayed all afternoon and kept the sacque on, too — although I was 
uncomfortable in a light jacket. 

Mrs. F. Perhaps Mrs. V^an Wortemburg's airs kept her cool. 

Miss H. They were chilling enough, certainly, but her little 
dears were neglected, I fear. 



THE CABLE CAR. O 

Mrs. F. "Little dears" indeed! They haven't much to thank 
her for. If some people would deny themselves a trifle they 
might be able to give something occasionally, or at least pay 
their dues. 

Miss H. {Excitedly.) Dues ! Do you mean to say she hasn't 
paid her dues yet — with her domineering ways ? 

Mrs. F. Of course you'll never mention it, Matilda ? 

Miss H, Never — 

( The Jew leaves the car and the umbrella di^ops toward the corner.) 

Mrs. F. Not a word to anyone ? 

Miss H. [Moving closer and leaving the umbrella quite a distance 
from her.) No — no — 

Mrs. F. {Conjidentially.) Well, then — {leans over and whispers to 
her.) 

Mr. Hobson. {Excitedly.) Conductor, what street's this yhere? 

Conductor. 26th Street. 

Mr. H. {Grabbing his belongings.) Let me off here. {Rises. Car 
stops suddenly, sending him violently toward the end of the car and mash- 
ing his tall white hat against the door. The two women continue to con- 
verse in interested vjhispers, not noticing the delay. George Winthrop, 
observing Mr. H.'s confusion, and seeing the umbrella beside his vacant 
seat, comes to the erroneous conclusion that it belongs to him. Catching 
it up hastily he starts toward the door.) 

Mr. W. Here is your umbrella, sir. 

Mr. H. {Too excited to notice that it is not his.) Thank ye, young 
feller, thank ee. [Exit Mr. H. 

Miss H. Why, Jane Forsythe ! I never would have believed it. 
Never. And you really have it on the very best authority ? 

Mrs. F. The very best. 

Miss H. { With resignation.) Well — well. Appearances are so 
deceitful. Some people only go to the hospital for eflect — or to ac- 
complish their own ends. One can't be sure of one's own relatives. 
And that reminds me — (looking out of the window.) We get off 
at the next corner, Jane. I must go over to the hospital for a few- 
minutes. Mrs. Van Wortemburg is sure to wear her new fall suit, 
and I want to see it. But what was I saying about relatives ? O 
yes — Why, cousin Sam Hobson, from Indiana, will arrive some time 
to-day, and I must find out about the trains, for he could never find 
his way in the world. He hasn't been here for twenty years — and 
you know what Indiana farmers are. But I can't get over Mrs. 
Anderson. Stop here, conductor ! ( Waving her hand — looking 
around.) But where is my umbrella? Jane, have you my um- 
brella ? 

Mrs. F. No indeed. You had it right there by you. 

Mrs. F. ) ^xr, .., , 

MissH. I ^^tiy Its gone! 

Miss II. Jane, I see it all. That abominable, detestable Jew has 
taken it. He sat next to me. He and he alone could have taken 
it. Kitty's umbrella ! Conductor, what do you mean by allowing 
your passengers to be robbed in this way ? 



6 THE CABLE CAR. 

Mr. W. ( Whose face is blank with amazement — aside.) Kitty's 
umbrella ! Whew ! {Aloud.) Mum — Miss Harris, — I — I — beg your 
pardon — It is all a mistake — all my fault — I assure you — 

Miss H. {Coldly.) What can you mean? Your fault? A mis- 
take? What? 

Mr. W^ I — I gave it to the man when — when h>e got off the car. 

Miss H. To what man ? The Jew ? 

Mr. W. No — no. To the countryman in the corner. 

Miss H. {Tcdy.) And may 1 ask what right you had to give my 
umbrella — Kitty's unibrella to any man — Jew or gentile ? 

Conductor. Are you ladies going to get of! the car ? Vie can't 
wait all day. 

Miss H. Conductor, I shall report you for disrespect. I de- 
mand the umbrella wliich was stolen from me, and I shall not 
leave this car without it. 

Conductor. Can't help it, Madame. {Pidls the bell. Gong 
sounds, and all lurch fooiiard.) 

Mrs. F. But we want to get off, Matilda. 

Miss H. Yes, we must get out. Mr. Winthrop is so very 
generous, perhaps he will stop the car for us. 

Mr. W. {Sif/nallinf/ conductor.) Certainly, 1 am very sorry and 
will do my best to obtain yom- umbrella. 

{Exeunt all three pell-mell.) 

(Major Winthrop returns to his seed — raises his eyebrows — gives a 
noiseless whistle^ and resumes his newspaper.) 

[Gong sounds. Enter Miss Mamie Anderson and Miss Bessie 
Prewitt. Both lurch toward the front of the car, recover their 
equilibrium, and finally fall bieathlessly into their seats.] 

Miss A. W^ell, my dear, did you ever in your life see anything 
quite so jerky as these cable cars. I simply can't stand them. 

Miss P. Can't stand in them, you mean, {Both titter.) 

Miss A. How bright you are after last night. W^hy, after a ball 
I am as dull — as dull as a hoe. 

Miss P. Y"ou were more like a rake last night. Gracious, how 
you did rake in the men. {Both laugh.) 

Miss A. Why, Bess, you positively scintillate. This is even 
more sparkling than you were last night, despite the spangled tulle. 

\_Gong sounds.] 

Miss P. {Looking out of the window) Oh! There goes Van 
W^ortemburg Jones. 

Miss A. {Excitedly.) Where — where? 

Miss P. Down the street there. Now, what an ugly little thing 
he is for the girls to make such a fuss over. Just see how he 
walks ; why, I wouldn't turn the corner to speak to him, 

Miss A. Money rules the vvorld, my dear. 

Miss P. Money ! Is he rich ? I didn't know that. 

Miss A. Several hundred thousand, I believe. 



THE CABLE CAR. 7 

Miss P. {Craning her neck.) Why doesn't the man look this 
way. Ah ! ( With a most winning how and smile.) How do you do, 
Mr. Jones. 

Miss A. I don't think he is so very ugly. 

Miss P. N-o — he's better looking when one is close to him. 

Miss A. Close enough to see the dollar sign ? {Both laugh.) 

[Enter Conductor.] 

{Both girls fumble at their purses.) 

Miss P. {At last, reluctantly.) Let me pay. 

Miss A. {Indifferently.) I'll pay. 

Miss P. ( With alacrity.) Well, I'll pay coming back, then. But 
to return to last night. Did you notice how madly devoted George 
W^inthrop was to Kitty Harris? 

(Majoe drops his paper in astonishment. Then recovers himself, though 

he listens intently.) 

Miss A. Did I notice it ? Why, everyone in the room was 
talking of it. Do you suppose they are really engaged ? 

Miss P. {Affectedly.) Engaged? — Why, the idea ! Nothing in the 
world but good friends ! {Both laugh.) 

Miss A. But did you see him just now getting off the cai' with her 
aunt ? 

Miss P. Yes — and they all looked as mad as hornets. In the 
vernacular of my small brother, I wonder what's up ? 

Miss A. You know, my dear, they say that both Miss Harris and 
Major Winthrop are violently opposed to the match. 

Miss P. No— Really ? 

Miss A. Yes, indeed — and of course you know the reason for 
that. 

Miss P. Reason ! — What do you mean ? Can it be that I am 
about to hear a bit of gossip — possibly scandal ? Make haste, 
Mame, I not only lend you my ears, but offer them as a gift. What 
is it? {Gong sounds.) 

Miss A. {Raising her voice.) Why, my dear, of course you know 
that Major Winthrop was at one time engaged to Miss Harris? 

(Major starts violently, and drops his spectacles.) 

Miss P. What ! You don't mean it ? How romantic ! 

Miss A. Yes, my dear — and it seems that a man named Hobson 
or Dobson or something was in love with her, too — and during the 
war he saved his life. 

Miss P. Who saved whose life ? 

Miss A, Why Dobson — or whatever his name is — saved Major 
Winthrop's life, but was severely wounded himself. And during his 
illness the Major took care of him, and he raved about ' Matilda — 
Matilda,' all the time. And there was a letter addressed to her in 
his pocket — 

Miss P, In the Major's pocket ? 



^ THE CABLE CAR. 

Miss A. {Impatiently.) No — no. In Mr. What's-his-name's 
pocket. See? 

Miss P. O, yes. A love letter. 

Miss A. I don't know that — anyway it was a letter. So what 
does the Major do but break off the engagement. 

Miss P. Without any explanation ? 

Miss A. Without any explanation. 

Miss P. And what became of Mr.— a— Robson? 

Miss A. O, he vanished from the scene, and Miss Matilda still en- 
joys single blessedness — and, as you may imagine, does not cherish 
the maddest aflection for the Major. 

[Gong sounds.^ 

Miss P. My dear, I never heard of such a thing. But now that 
he's a widower and she's free, why don't they revive their old loves 
and marry? 

Miss A. Pm sure I don't know. Why don't you suggest it to the 
Major? He has probably never thought of it. {Both laugh.) 

{The Major rises slowly from his seat, and turning neither to the right 
nor to the left, marches out of the car with as much dignity as pos- 
sible under the circumstances. Both girls catch their breath, and 
look at one another in horror.) 

Miss P. {Seizing her companion's wrist.) Mame ! The major ! 
Do you suppose he heard us ? ( They continue to look at one another 
for a minute and then burst into uncontrollable laughter.) 

Miss A. {At last.) O, he couldn't have heard us, Bess. These 
cars make such a noise, and besides we were talking very low. But 
here we are. ( Waving vigorously at the conductor.) Will that stupid 
conductor nevei look? {Gong sounds.) 

Curtain. 



ACT II. 

SCENE. — Section of the same car at half after four that evening. Mr. 
Samuel Hobson, of Indiana, discovered walking up and down 
the car reading placards arid notices. 

[Enter Conductor.] 

Mr. H. Ain't this car No. 17 ? 

Conductor. That's the number of this car. 

Mr. H. Then this yhere's the car I rode on this mornin'. Fve 
been a-hunting fur it all day. You remember me — don't you ? 

Conductor. Can't say that I do. 

Mr. H. Don't you remember the man the smart young click give 
the umbrell to ? Well, I'm the man — and this {holding it up) this 
yhere's the umbrell. Now, see yhere, conductor, this don't belong to 
me. I'm here from Indiany, to visit some o 'my kin, and this yhere 
derned thing has kep' me hoopin the hull day — huntin' fur this car 
so as I could put the umbrell back where I foun' it. Didn't know 
but you might be acquainted with them that owns it. Air ye ? 

Conductor. No, but if you'll leave it with me when you get out 
I'll take it to the office. 

Mr. H. All right. When does this car start? 

Conductor. ISow. 

Mr. H, Well, I'm going out to ride on the cow catcher. 

[Gong sounds.'} 

[Enter Major Winthrop and his son. They take seats at the forward 

end of the car.] 

Major. ( With a slight cough.) Well, my son, you made_ your 
parent proud of you this morning by your noble generosity in the 
car. 

Mr. W. [Muttering.) Made a howling ass of myself. 

Major. No — I think Miss-a — Miss Harris did the howling. But 
how did it all end ? What did you do about it ? 

Mr. W. O, I rambled around for three-quarters of an hour in 
search of the seedy individual who is now the happy posseesor of 
Kit — of Miss Harris's umbrella. 

Major. {Dryly.) Found him, I suppose? 

Mr. W. {Vindicativehj.) No— but she'll find an umbrella when 
she gets home, and a nicer one than she ever had before. 

Major. Hum— I see. So Tiflany & Co. are the only winners by 
the operation. 

Mr. W. I'm sure Miss Harris hasn't lost anything by it. 

Major. {Scrutinizingly.) You say you had the umbrella sent to 
Miss Matilda Harris ? 



10 THE CABLE CAR. 

Mr. W. {Stammering.) No — I — I didn't say that. As Miss 
Kitty's umbrella was lost, of course I sent this one to her. 
Major, {[ronically.) Of course. 

[Enter younj fjirl — unnoticed. Takes a seat besides Mr. W. Cong 

sounds-l 

Mr. W. Seems to me it was the least I could do. 

{Young woman starts at the sound of his voice — glances vp and then 
drops her. eyes, though she listens closely to the conversation.) 

Major. And the most, probably, that your allowance would per- 
mit. 

Mr W. ( With dignity.) My salary, sir. 

Major. Well, call it salary if you like, but I haven't seen you in 
the office to-day. And see here, George, you are entirely too young 
to think of marrying. 

Mr. W. {Starting up.) Marrying — Who thinks of marrying? 

Major. You do, unless you have been willfully trifling with the 
affections of a young girl. 

Mr. W. {Stiffly.) May I ask to whom you refer? 

Major. {Inipatiently.) Why, to Kitty Harris, of course. The 
whole town is talking about it, and I tell 3^ou {excitedly) it must be 
stopped {bringiiK/ down hisjist). Stopped right here ! 

Mr. W. But father 

Major. Don't tell me ! I know what I'm about. You shall 
never have my consent. I will not stand by and see you wreck 
your yoimg life. 

Mr. W^' Well, but 

Major. I tell you 1 know the Harris's root and branch. They 
are all alike. All deceitful, hard hearted— faithless — Ugh I 
{George essays to speak,but his father interrupts him with a gesture.) 

Major. Don't speak a word — I know what you would say. But 
let me tell you that if you disregard my advice you need never come 
to me for any help. Not a cent shall you have from me. Not a 
cent. Now, I've spoken my mind plainly, and 1 hope you under- 
stand. I'm going out on the grip to have a smoke. 

[Exit Major. 

(Me. W. sits crestfallen, staring blankly before him. The young woman 
moves restlessly, as though trying to attract his attention.) 

Young Woman. Ahem ! Ahem ! ( Taps her foot impatiently.) 
Ahem ! 

Mr. W. {Turns toward her and his face fairly beams.) Kitty ! 

Kitty. ( With cold surprise.) Were you speaking to me, Mr. 
Winthrop? 

Mr. W\ {Brokenly.) Why — why — what's the matter? 

Kitty. {Raising her eyebrows.) Matter — Mr. Winthrop? 

Mr. W. {Desperately.) Oh ! Is it that wretched umbrella 
again ? {Brightening.) Didn't you get the umbrella ? 

Kitty. Umbrella ? What umbrella, Mr. Winthrop ? 



THE CABLE CAR. 11 

Mr. W. {With a groan.) For Heaven's sake don't ''mister" me 
like that. 

Kitty. {Fn'/jidli/.) I have neither the wish nor the right to call 
you anything else, Mr. Winthrop ? 

Mr. W. ( IVith a deep groan.) The right ! What do you mean ? 
{Saddcnlu.) AVhen did you get into this car? Have you been lis- 
Lening to what — to — to 

Kitty. Listening is not the word. I heard all that was said 
about me and {vith a sob) my family — and — and {tearing off her 
glove) here's your ring. All is over between us. 

Mr. W. {Nervoudy wiping kis fa^e.) And does all — all my love 
go for nothing? 

Kitty. {Tagging at the ring.) Your love! Why, you never 
said a word except that — you — had — no — thought — of — marrying — 
me — {sobs). 

Mr. W. Kitty, dearest, you know I never said that. 

Kitty. {From the depths of her handkerchief.) Well, if you didn't 
say it you meant it, and you let him say — all — those — horrid — 
things — and never said one — w-o-r-d. 

Mr. W. But Kitty, what could I say. I was so astonished — 
so nonplussed. You know I love you, darling. What difference 
does it make whether he consents or not, if we love each other — 
and 

Kitty. {Forgetting herself.) Who do you suppose told him? 
Some nasty jealous girl ! {Suddenly remembering and tugging at 
the ring.) But she can have you now — whoever she is. It's all 
over, and — here's your ring. {The ring slips from her hand and lodges 
in one of the folds of her gown. Both rise slowly to their fe-et looking for 

Kitty. {Shaking her drapery.) "Where is it? {Sudden jerk of the 
car ihroivs her against George, who puts his arm half round her.) 
Mr. W. {Murmuring.) Kitty, darling ! 
Kitty. For Goodness sake, let go, George. There's a man. 

[Enter Mr. Samuel Hobson. All three sit down.} 

Mr. W. {Tenderly.) And you do love me, Kitty? {Enter Coin - 

DUCTOR.) 

Conductor. Fare, please. {George pays. Gong sounds.) 

Kitty. ( Who has been carefully examining the umbrella carried by 
Mr. Hobson — whispering.) George, I believe that man has my 
umbrella. It looks exactly like it. 

Mr. W. {Springing to his feet.) Your umbrella! {Taking Mr. 
Hobson by the arm) Ah? Here you are — are you? I've been 
hunting for you all day. The police are on your track, sir ; but I'll 
save them the trouble this time. W' hat do you mean by taking 
other people's umbrellas ? 

Mr. H. {Shaking off his hand and immediately getting on the defen- 
sive.) The police are on my track — air they? Well, I like your 
nerve, young feller. I'm a G. A. E., and it'll be a cold day when 
any of your police touch Samuel Hobson, Esquire. 

\_Enier Miss Matilda in time to hear the last words.} 



12 THE CABLE CAR. 

Miss H. {In astonishment.) Samuel Hobson ! Why cousin Sam ! 
How do yon do ? 

Mr. H. Bless my soul, Matilda — is that you? {They shake Ranch 
violently, while svxiying to and fro.) 

Miss H. And this is Kitty. 

Mr. H. {Shaking hands ivith KiTTY.) Why, I ain't seen you since 
you was s-o high {measuring uu'th his hands). 

Miss H. When did you arrive? 

Mr. H. This mornin' — but I didn't know where you lived and 
I've been all day huntin' the owner of this yhere denied umbrell. 
Ef it's yourn, young feller, take it {turning to George), I don't 
grudge it to you none. 

Miss H. Why, Kitty, this is your umbrella. 

Kitty. Yes, indeed, aunt Matilda, and if it hadn't been for Geo 
— Mr. Winthrop, we never would have found cousin Sam. Mr. 
Winthrop went right up and spoke to him. 

Mr. W. {Dryly.) Yes — no doubt Mr. Hobson considers my man- 
ner of speaking a trifle abrupt. I beg your pardon, sir. 

Mr. H. So you were going to save the police the trouble, were 
you ? Haw ! Haw ! Did you say your name was Winthrop ? 

Mr. W. Yes — George Winthrop, Jr. 

Mr. H. What ! Not Major George Winthrop's son ? {Enter 
Major.) Why, bless me, there he is now. {Advancing with out- 
stretched hands.) Don't you remember Sam Hobson, Major? 

Major. {Ecstatically — seizing his hand.) Whst ! Sam Hobson 
who saved my life at Gettysburg ? I should think I did. What are 
you doing here, old fellow ? 

Mr. H. Come out from Indiany to visit cousin Matilda's folks. 

Major. {In great surprise.) Cousin Matilda ? 

Mr. H. Yes, Cousin Matilda Harris here. 

Major. She your cousin? I thought you — ah — er— In your 
delirium you raved about her eternally, and I — ah 

Mr. H. And you thought I meant cousin Matilda because I 
had a letter in my pocket addressed to her ? I remember wonder- 
ing why you was so curious at the time? Why that is a good joke. 
I meant Matilda White that was — Mrs. Samuel Hobson that is. 
Them were the days I was kinder oncertain about getting her. 
Haw-hzaw ! 

Major. {Turning from one to the other.) What's this? I can't 
seem to understand. And you two were never engaged ? 

Mlss H. Engaged to cousin Sam Hobson ? ( With a laugh.) 
What an idea ! Of course not. 

Major. Miss Harris — Matilda — can you understand and forgive 
me? 

{Oong sounds and both sit down. Kitty and George have withdravm 
from the conversation some time before, and are sitting at the other 
end of the ear. Mr. Hobson takes a seat between the two couples, 
who pay no attention whatever to him.) 

Kitty. {To George.) And youVe sure I'm not faithless and 
hard hearted and deceitful — and — and — all those horrid things ? 



THE CABLE CAR. 13 



Mr. W. {Tenderly.) Certain and- 



KiTTY. Oh ! George, here's the ring. It has been right here in 
this fold all the time. 

Mr. W. Sensible ring. It couldn't stray far from that dear little 
hand. Ah! Kitty 

[^Gong sounds tmce.'] 

Major. {Glancing toward the young conple.) Hem happy they 
are! Why shouldn't it be? I'm sure I would be perfectly satisfied. 

Miss H. ( With a sigh.) Yes, let them be happy while they are 
young. Nothing could be better. 

Major. {Bending aver her.) Nothing, Matilda ? Is it only 
the young who are to be happy ? Can the suflering caused by 
youthful errors never be rectified ? Ah ! Matilda 

\^Gong sounds twice.Ji 

Mr. H. {Who has been arranging his bag and umbrella.) Hawl 
haw — so I'm a thief, am I. That'i^ a good joke 1 The police are 
on my track, air they? Haw — haw — ha — {stops in the middle of a 
laugh, observing that no one is listening to him). 

Miss H. But how could you think I cared for him ! 

Major. I was mad with jealousy. Love is always blind. 

Miss H. But you will never doubt me again, George ? You will 
never care for anyone else ? 

Major. Never, Matilda. Our lives will be one long thought 
of and for each otlier— we 

'[Gong sounds ttdce.'] 

Kitty. And you are sure you will never care for anyone else, 
George ? 

Mr. W. Never, Kitty. Our lives will be one long thought of 
and for 

[Gong sounds turi^e.'\ 

Mr. H. ( Tl^o has been looking from one to the other.) Well ! I 
guess I ain't wanted here. 

Miss H. {Turning to him with a beaming face.) Not wanted here, 
cousin Sam? Of course you are. Why, if it hadn't been for 
you 



Mr. H. An' the umbrell 

Kitty. And George 

Major. Yes, don't forget George's noble generosity. 

Miss H. All this never would have happened. 

Mr. W. But you are all forgetting the chief agent in bringing 
about this meeting. And if it were not for the publicity of the 
thing, I would say three cheers for the cable car ! 

Gong Continues to Ring While the Curtain Falls. 



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PROSCENIUM AND DROP SCENE. 

aPH.€3fil03E3IKnTJ3VE-— A most effective Proscenimn can b« 
formed by utilizing the paper made for this purpose. Three pieces of wood are merely 
required, shaped according to this design, and covered with the paper ; the proacenium 
having the appearance of light blue puffed satin panels, in gold frameB, with Shake- 
Bpeare medallion in the centre. 

Puffed satin paper, Light Blue, size 20 inches by CO inches, per sheet, 25 cti. 

Imitation Gold Bordering, per sheet, 25c., making 14 feet. 

Shakespearian Medallion, 18 inches in diameter, 50 eta. 

33DI^^D>^^ fSiG'Xi'JD'^'Etm — The picture shown above ia an iUuftra. 
tion of this scene. It comprises four sheets of paper which are to be pasted in the 
centre of any sized canvas that may be requisite for the drop curtain. Size 6}^ feeb 
by 5 feet. Price $2.50. 

H3^3C^1PLSI» — These comprise three sheets of paper each, and can be 
had either for drawing-room or cottage purposes. Size, 7 feet by 3 feet. Price, com- 
plete, f 1.25 each. 

'^JS/ M "^TTT^C^ ^nJ'- — This is a parlor window formed with two sheets 
of paper, and could be made practicable to slide up and down. The introduction of 
curtains each side would make it very effective. Size, 8 feet by 4}^ feet. Price. 
$1.00, complete. 

1^'T-* TggTSTflTMr ^ITKT'UM'^DO^A^.— Consisting of four 
sheets of paper, representing a window containing fovjr large ornamental frosted glass 
panes with colored glass around. Size 6j^ feet high by 5 feet. Price $1.50. 

"WTT^ TSI T^ Tb y^ fnn,— This is also made with two sheets of paper. 
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ney, and many plays where a fireplace is indispensable. By purchawing a door, win- 
dow, and fireplace an ordinary room scene could easily be conRtructed with the addi- 
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At Sixes and Sevens 

Barbara 

Baron's Wager 

Betsy 

Bow Bells 

Breach of Promise 

Breaking the Ice 

Brothers (The) 

Bubbles 

By Special Request 

Case for Eviction 

Chalk and Cheese 

Charity 

Circumstances Alter Cases 

Confederate Spy 

Compromising Case 

Crazed 

Crossed Love 

Danicheffs 

Dimity's Dilemma 

Dreams 

Duchess of Bayswater & Co 

Duty 

Engaged 

Equals 

False Shame 

Fennel 

First Mate 

For the Old Love's Sake 

Garden Party 

Garrick (Muskerry) 

George Geith 

Gentle Gertrude Buil 

Girl Graduate 

Girls (The) 

Glimpse of Paradise 



Gretchen 

Harvest Hom* 

His Own Gu« 

Hook and Ey< 

In Honor Bo 

Iron Master (Tne; 

Lady Fortune 

Linked by Love 

Long Odds 

Love Game 

Lyrical Lover 

Major and Minor 

Man Proposes ( Grundy) 

Marble Arch 

Melting Moments 

Merry Meeting 

Mariner's Return 

Miser 

Month After Date 

My Friend Jarlet 

My Little Girl 

My Lord in Livery 

Nearly Seven 

Nearly Severed 

Nettle 

Not Such a Fool, etc. 

Obliging His Landlady 

Off Duty 

Old Cronies 

On the Brink 

Once Again 

Once a Week 

Open Gate 

Overland Route 

Palmistry 

Petticoat Perfidy "^ 

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Railway Adventure 

Row in the House ! 

Sample vs. Pattern 

Saved 

Second Thoughts 

Senior Wrangles 

Sins of the Fathers 

Sixpenny Telegram 

Sour Grapes 

Spur of the Moment 

Steeple Jack 

Step Sister 

Sunny Side 

Sunset 

Sunshine 

Taken by Storm 

Tears; Idle Tears 

That Dreadful Doctor 

The Nightingale 

Thorough Base 

Through the Fire 

Tom Pinch 

True Colors 

Two Pros 

Which 

Why Women Weep 

Woman's Wrongs 

Written in Sand 

Yellow Roses 

Yeoman's Service 



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